High School...

I am not sure about everyone else, but I graduated high school last century...1991 in fact, almost 20 years ago...wow! Why aren't high school antics behind me then?

In the last few weeks I have been called a silly fag, a stupid fag, or some variation there-in. Really, seriously? You feel the need to point that out to me? What gave it away? my ability to put an outfit together and wear it well? my gym memberships and regular attendance? the fact I groom myself and keep up appearances? or was it the rainbow tattoo on my ankle you noticed when I was in the locker room changing - right before one of the slings?

got news for you...I am gay...you wanna be too? I can convert the best of them! =) otherwise...shut up and stop acting like an idiot and commenting on well known fact! I am gay, and not ashamed of it. I resent the stupid and silly labels though...I am neither of those two things!

Sleep...

I feel like I caught up on a ton of it on this long weekend, and have vowed to try and have more realistic sleep expectations and patterns. I can't keep running myself low and expect to not pay any consequences for it. I function better, my thinking is clearer and even my gym time is better with some sleep behind me. Tonight will be the true test...bed and then up for work...can I make it happen? Time will tell...

Minor setbacks...

so let me get this straight, no pun intended. The current idiot in chief admits that, like all others that have held the office before him, has experienced minor setbacks in his presidency.

MINOR? MINOR? If the setbacks he experienced were only minor ones, I shudder to think what a MAJOR setback would have been like.

Thankfully the end is VERY near!

the art of laziness

I know that it's cold out here in NYC, I was out in it. There's a little tex-mex take out place down the street from the gym. I pass it as walk from the subway to the gym. Today, on the way to the gym, I almost got run over by the delivery guy running out the door. He promptly got on the delivery bike (which is electric motor powered by the way) and sped past me, again almost knocking me over, a few houses later. Two houses after that, the guy is off the bike, locking it up to the fence and running up the steps to ring the bell. He rode the bike less than half a block to deliver the food. I would have been at the door before the delivery guy walking with all the time that he was spending, locking and unlocking the bike. That's the art of laziness!!!

The Tree People...

Change is coming!!!! Work will go back to being navigable at lunch time. There will always be tourists, but the FTP's will be gone!!! The tree comes down this weekend! I'm no a scrooge, really I'm not, but once the tree goes up at Rockefeller Plaza it becomes impossible to move around. It's a big tree with lights people...you don't have to stand for hours to watch it! =)

What's My Excuse???

So I have been been hitting the gym every day this week and twice yesterday and am planning on twice tomorrow too. I was contemplating not going to the gym today, but then I started to ask myself, what's my excuse to not go? I don't have a headache, I'm not throwing up, I don't have a fever. What's my excuse? It's cold out. I'll be inside, and plenty of people are out working in the cold, that have to in order for our society to keep going. Again, no excuse. I kept asking myself what my excuse was my whole ride on the subway, and couldn't come up with one. I got off the train, went to the gym and did cardio...

what's my excuse?

Boycott...

I think I am going to boycott bigotry and ignorance. Since I can't boycott stupid, I'll boycott bigotry and ignorance and not put myself in situations where they're present. Might be a challenge, but is definitely worth the effort to help rid the world of oppression.

Patience...

As many of you that read this and know me know, I am short on patience. I am one of those instant gratification guys. I know, I know, and I am working on that one too.

At any rate, before noon today, my patience was gone. I didn't sleep well last night (doesn't help), ended up going in late because of that, got stuck on a train that had a robbery, so we were stalled (so to speak) at the station until the police arrived and investigated. Then there's the news that the weather is supposedly going to be really crappy tonight on the way home. I stood in line to have shoes shone for 20 minutes, and then picked up a RX and stood in another line, then a line for lunch.

Through it all though, I kept positive thoughts and my cool. I did my breathing, like I'm at Yoga and just have gone about my day. I guess you can (sorta, kinda) learn patience if you practice!

Internal Monologues...

We all have them, some of you are better at keeping them internal than I am. Mine are usually more like a running commentary on the world around me. I am getting better (practice, practice, practice) at keeping them to myself.

For example, here's the running monologue from my subway ride this morning on the way into the office, even though not one word escaped my lips.

110th Street, getting on the train - Holy Cow it's hot in here and what smells?
103rd Street - why are all these kids getting on the train, shouldn't they be in school already - it's 815.
96th Street - directed at the Aretha-esque woman asking her friend if she could tell that she'd put on a few pounds over the holiday - a few pounds? your one thigh is wider than all of me (go me, I'm thin!!! woohoo!!!)
86th Street - directed at the Queen asking his fiancee if the scarf made him look to gay - no, honey, the purple polka dot scarf doesn't make you look too gay...but tied around your neck like that and the fact that your flame burns bright does...
81st Street - Oh Joy of Joys it's field trip day and the kids are exiting the train - peace at last! Wow - that dude totally smells and cologne is not helping, where's my scarf to filter this out, is the other side of the car this crowded?
72nd Street - Must be my lucky day, smelly boy is getting off the train, three more stops and another cup of coffee...are we there yet?
59th Street - Is it too early for the shops at the Time Warner Center to be open, shopping could be good...only 8:30...too early.
7th Avenue - transfer here for the E train to Queens - hell no, thankfully none of my shows are in the outer boroughs anymore!
47-50th/Rockefeller Plaza - Coffee - I wonder how long the line is. Letting us off the damn train before you start to push your way on usually works out better for everyone, COW (actually, that last bit might totally have slipped out, but it was in my inside voice, I think).

Just letting you all share in the joy...

Done...

Stick a fork in me I'm done. Between all the eating for the holidays, and all of the parties and events that I have been to, I'm done. I don't want a ton of food like that anymore, I am taking a break. What else can we do at this point. Last night was my last party for a while...woohoo!!! No more until my sister's wedding!!!